Twenty hunters, under the guidance of officers from the Cicha tribe, shouted neat chants and rowed hard in the Weishan Lake, which was as blue as a gem.
The sky in early winter is blue, and the sun is not dazzling.
Surrounded by green mountains, bamboo forests and lakes with rippling blue waves.
Thousands of waterbirds of various colors are flying and hovering over the lake or falling into the water to play.
On the lake surface, in addition to the traces and ripples of the raft pushing away, the back crest of a large fish looms from time to time, drawing a wave and arc on the lake surface like a dragon, before disappearing again.
Walking on a raft among the vast green mountains and green waters, you feel like you have entered a fairy tale-like green world, which is so beautiful that you can't extricate yourself from it.
The beauty of Weishan Lake is completely different from the beauty of Tung Forest Lake.
Tung Forest Lakeland Because Tung trees, Tung trees and Ginkgo trees are all deciduous trees, the red leaves are flying at this time, and the gold and red are intertwined, creating a gorgeous autumn scenery.
But here, the lake is surrounded by green bamboo forests, and the blue lake water looks like the sea as far as the eye can see. It is a typical Jiangnan water town scenery.
"After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are exceptionally red."
This situation and scene should not be the most beautiful time of Weishan Lake.
To see the scenery, it’s best to come in midsummer.
The beauty of tung trees and lakes is in spring and autumn.
The beauty of Weishan Lake must be in summer, and it is midsummer.
Xu Chen longed for the scenery here in June. The area of the lake would expand several times, and the surrounding beaches would be covered with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. Fishing boats would come and go, and fishing songs would float on the lake.
"One quack, one quack, almost quack."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Mo Nu quack."
"Quick, quack, quack with force."
"Fuck quack quack, big fish quack."
The hunters waved their oars and shouted their own rowing chants.
Xu Chen's face twitched slightly.
A group of dogs and a few savages have no idea how to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
However, it seems that one cannot be too demanding.
After all, people are in the painting, and the painting follows the person. The big lake, the raft, the primitive savages, and the savage and vulgar chants show another kind of unique scenery.
And it was himself who created all of this.
Even these dirty words were taught by him.
It's just that these savages slowly developed and expanded it in their production and life.
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The headquarters of the Cicha Clan is to the east of the Great Lake, sixty or seventy miles away from the Ming Clan that Xu Chen visited last time.
Although Mo did not come this time, the Cicha tribe officer who led the team was already very familiar with the waterway of the Great Lakes, so he led a group of people to paddle hard and finally reached the destination before the sun set.
The Cicha people have now moved from the hillside to live near the foot of the mountain not far from the lake shore.
With the blessing of bronze knives, axes and saws, and advanced methods of building bamboo houses, the Cicha people have been building houses on the shores of the Great Lakes like they have taken a powerful pill in recent years.
It is still seven or eight miles away from the place where the Cicha people live. Standing on the raft, you can already see the large ring-shaped bamboo houses hidden on the edge of the bamboo forest from a distance.
And there is not just one building, but several such buildings can be seen along the lakeshore for dozens of miles.
These bamboo houses belong to the Cicha tribe and several subordinate tribes.
Because with the advent of water vehicles and fishing tools such as rafts and fishing nets, the Cicha people who rely on water for drafts no longer need to continue to rely on traditional hunting methods to sustain their lives.
The fish resources in the Great Lakes are inexhaustible. Just fishing every day can fully sustain the survival of the entire tribe. The endless lotus roots dug on the lake beach all year round are enough to sustain all the tribes.
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Therefore, compared to the ethnic groups in Gonghuo Basin and other places, the Cicha tribe's current survival is the simplest and most prosperous.
If tribes such as the Ba, Gonghuo, and Yugong tribes can have enough food and clothing through diligent farming, then tribes in the western mountainous areas such as the Pi, Tage, and Youqing tribes may need to combine farming and hunting to meet a better quality of life.
But for the Cicha people, life is simply too easy. If they want to have enough food and clothing, they can be satisfied without much work.
But if you want to live a good life and own exquisite pottery, linen, salt, copperware, carriages and horses, and other resources that cannot be naturally produced by the lake, you have to put in more work.
They need to collect a large amount of raw lacquer to exchange for these items.
Because raw lacquer is almost the only high-end resource that the Cicha tribe can collect and sell on a large scale.
With local products such as fish catch and lotus root, we can basically only be self-sufficient, and there is not much possibility of making money.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west.
The slightly warm sunshine slanted down from the stretching mountains in the west, covering the large lake with golden light.
Near the shore of the lake, there are hunters fishing in fishing boats, and occasionally you can hear the shouts of wild beasts.
"Look, someone is coming to the royal city!"
A hunter who was closing his net looked at the raft coming from the south to bathe in the sunset, and couldn't help shouting in surprise.
Then some hunters nearby who were fishing on rafts or preparing to return all started cheering.
Since surrendering to the Ba people and now becoming a subordinate tribe of the Ba country, the living conditions and environment of the Cicha people have been completely different from what they were three years ago.
Although there are ships traveling between Wangcheng and the Cicha tribe almost every month in the autumn and winter, every time someone from Wangcheng arrives, it always causes a huge sensation and makes everyone excited and surprised.
Because every time someone comes to the royal city, they always bring a large amount of goods that they urgently need, and they also use money and goods in exchange for the raw lacquer they harvest.
But while cheering, many people were a little puzzled.
Why didn't the familiar big wooden boat come to the royal city this time, but a few crude-looking rafts?
You should know that this kind of primitive raft is rarely used by the Cicha tribe.
Their bamboo rafts have now evolved to the third generation. They have a double-layer structure, guardrails and even cabins. They are very exquisite and strong.
In order to see what was going on, some bamboo rafts began to row towards Xu Chen and others to greet them, followed by more than ten bamboo rafts, which looked very spectacular.
When the first hunter on the bamboo raft to meet him found out that it was His Majesty the Witch King, he immediately screamed. Some hunters fell down on the bamboo raft in surprise and shouted, "His Majesty the Witch King."
At this time, the companions on the bamboo raft behind realized that it was Xu Chen who came, so cheers broke out, and the entire lake was filled with excitement.
"Your Majesty the Witch King, everyone is very happy that you can come!" The officer from the Cicha clan who led the way shouted excitedly.
Seeing the Cicha hunters cheering enthusiastically around his raft, Xu Chen was filled with emotion.
His identity is different now, and the Cicha clan is also different now.
After five years of separation, the life of the Cicha tribe has completely changed.
Fishing appears to have become their main source of food.
Surrounded by more than a dozen bamboo rafts, the raft of Xu Chen and others slowly docked.
We landed at a simple pier made of bamboo. At this time, hundreds of people had already gathered around the lake shore. They were all women, children, old and young waiting for the return of fishing near the lake shore pier.
Amidst the lively cheers, Xu Chen and a group of hunters were quickly escorted to their residence three miles away.
This is a dense bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. A large open space was cut down in the middle, and then a square, circular bamboo house was built using thick bamboos.
The layout and structure are similar to the wooden house built by Xu Chen in the Gonghuo tribe, but it is more exquisite and beautiful, and it is also stronger.
Entering the gate, there is an open courtyard of three acres, surrounded by rooms and some simple-structured pergolas.
The pergola was filled with fish of all sizes, and a large number of lake shrimps caught in the lake and many lotus roots as thick as calves were dried in the yard. In addition, fish bones, turtle shells and other mutilated items were scattered everywhere on the ground, and there was a smell floating in the air.
Strong smell of lake mud and fishy smell.
Xu Chen couldn't help covering his nose and his face twitched.
As expected, they are still a group of savages, giving them the feeling that the palace can be turned into a shack.
With such a good living environment and abundant food, the living conditions are simply worrying.
Even when Xu Chen came in, he saw several half-grown boys competing in the yard to see who could pee farther.
However, the men, women, and children of the Cicha tribe did not feel dirty at all. Instead, they were in high spirits, with enthusiastic laughter on their faces.
His Majesty the Witch King comes to the Cicha tribe, which is the pride and glory of the world.
This is because the great witch of the Cicha tribe has already led his team to the Royal City to participate in the witchcraft ceremony. He is still presiding over the construction of the Royal City embankment by the Cicha Alliance there and will not be back in the short term.
Therefore, the ones responsible for receiving Xu Chen today were several elders and family leaders of the Cicha clan who stayed behind.
A group of people welcomed Xu Chen into a relatively spacious bamboo house in the courtyard and sat down. A young woman quickly brought hot water and some local specialties, including fried lotus seeds, smoked dried fish and shrimp, and dried water chestnuts.
There are also some strange dried fruits that Xu Chen doesn't recognize.
For a primitive tribe who lived like savages in tree branches a few years ago, being able to offer so much food to Xu Chen was definitely the most sincere intention.
Xu Chen was not very interested in these foods because he knew that these foods looked good and tasted good, but the production process could not be studied too closely.
Once you see how they make it with your own eyes, you will never be able to take another bite.
Although there is no need to consider food safety and hygiene in this era.
But in fact these foods are not hygienic at all.
When making these foods, they are filled with all kinds of inexplicable ingredients.
Nose, dirt, mud and even some unspeakable substances.
As the saying goes, out of sight is out of mind, but it feels uncomfortable to think about it. Therefore, Xu Chen's main concern at the moment is not the food, but the utensils to hold the food.
Without exception, these utensils are almost all made of bamboo.
Bamboo bowls, bamboo plates, bamboo baskets, and even the cups for him to drink water from are all made of bamboo.
It can be seen that under his guidance and the large-scale use of various metal tools, the use of bamboo has become very popular and familiar to the Cicha tribe.
And the reason why he came here this time was to kill these bamboos.